His Unhinged Wife\'s Truth

running on fumes, I tried t

his worn teddy bear, the

fragments of hi

Tiffany smirking behind

wide and innocent, he

Sarah?" Mark aske

I said, my voice

ly. "We cleared out most of tha

alse sympathy, "It' s for the best, Sarah.

precious belongi

" I couldn't keep the

nestly, Sarah, you need to move

twisting my grief int

erate. "Where are they?

not coming in here, acting cra

g about

ing forward. "How you' re trying to extort money from Mark,

atant, so cruel, th

you' re struggling. In fact," his eyes narrowed, "I

r pulled up, and two men in

is connection to a local doct

danger to myself, dis

gently, but the

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surrounded by strangers, m

matic, calcu

d humiliated, I saw Tiffany at

nds, her voice loud e

ce a mask of pious concern. "It' s such a tragedy what she' s g

l, and gossip spr

s the grieving father, burd

azy woman, the n

memory, and mine, all to p

orking double shifts at the diner so he could st

ng from me. My son, m

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